1437: C1437 Chaotic Battle

C1437 Chaotic Battle

"Stop struggling in vain. Just surrender."

"Your Tribulation Sect should have withdrawn from the stage of history long ago. Yet, you overestimate yourself and want to compete with Great Xia. You can only blame yourself for the consequences."

The black robed man was flustered and exasperated as he repeatedly attacked.

The amplification of the phenomenon had condensed into a giant phantom of a nine-headed snake. It ruthlessly bit at the few martial artists in front of it.

This was just a fake move of his.

All the talismans condensed into a giant hollow iron ball and smashed at the wall on the side.

Rocks flew everywhere, and the sturdy building was pierced through by the black-robed man.

Taking advantage of the smoke and dust blocking his vision, he jumped out.

The Dragon Group members chased after him, including the three guardians.

In the open space outside, this group of people fought happily.

Mu Chen walked to the side of Nether Sacred Hands and looked at his body twitching and festering. He was at a loss as to what to do.

This was not an ordinary injury, nor was it an effect caused by poison.

It was a strange curse power.

The black-robed man's methods were filled with resentment, attaching themselves to the little old man's body.

After exploding, he would be able to pull the old man into hell in a very short period of time.

"Is the healing pill still useful? Why don't you try it first?"

"Cough, cough, cough... I won't die so easily..."

"Support the Black Iron Pagoda with your hand and quickly inject your power into it to activate it. I have my own plans for what happens next..."

The little old man took out the thumb-sized miniature iron tower from his messy hair.

This weapon was able to transform its size, allowing it to escape the search of the three Tribulation Sect disciples.

The little old man didn't even have the strength to use his own weapon. From this, it could be seen how terrible his physical condition was.

The black metal pagoda slowly expanded, finally becoming the size of a stool.

He reached his hand in and slowly fumbled around. In the end, he actually pulled out a piece of human skin from inside.

He didn't have any time to explain.

Sacred Hands used his sharp nails to cut open his blood vessels. The remaining blood sprayed crazily on the human skin.

His skin rapidly swelled and eventually turned into a living body.

Mu Chen could even sense the life force emitted from it.

"My god! You have too many unorthodox means, right?"

"Hehehe, to be able to oppose so many martial arts sects and martial artists, one must have true ability..."

The little old man used his finger to fiercely stab into his eyes.

He dug out his bloody eyeball and pressed it on the body beside him.

Just like that, the Dragon's Finishing Touch was completed. The body that was corroded by the curse power finally turned into a pool of blood.

Sacred Hands Nether stood up once again. He exercised the joints in his body and quickly adapted to his new body.

He was like a young man in his twenties. He was on par with Mu Chen.

"If you use this method every once in a while, won't you be able to achieve your goal of eternal life?"

"How can it be so easy to find a suitable body? I was reluctant to use it back then, so I hid underground and pretended to be dead."

He quickly walked to the window and saw the battle scene below.

The team leader unfolded the scroll, and an overwhelming force smashed down on the three targets.

The other team members held chains in their hands and wrapped around the targets from various angles. It was obvious that they wanted to catch the targets alive.

"You're too unreliable."

"You've been in the pugilistic world for such a long time, yet you're being played by an old thief."

"Stop your sarcastic remarks. It is more important to think of a way to escape."

"Use the ready-made tools directly. They don't have too strong side effects."

They stuck the charms on themselves.

After a dazzling flash of light, the strength of the three people increased by several hundred times.

An incomparably huge Three-legged Golden Crow was condensed into a new phenomenon.

This was the legendary divine bird, able to devour the sun.

Countless chains had yet to even touch their bodies before they were turned into boiling molten iron that scattered all over the ground.

Mu Chen condensed an incomparably huge phantom of the Fire Qilin, which was also the amplification of his phenomenon.

He landed in the middle of the battlefield on the Fire Qilin and slammed his palm hard on the ground.

Ripples spread in all directions. A few kilometers in radius flickered with a light blue flame. This was Mu Chen's "Hellfire Domain."

Mu Chen had more and more information and had more confidence in fighting.

"The three of you actually used the charms on yourselves. It seems like you don't have any other good methods."

"Let's end this today. Use your blood to exchange for the peace of Great Xia."

The three black-robed men laughed, as if they had heard the funniest joke.

"How can an ignorant brat like you experience the terror of the Tribulation Sect?"

"Even with so many trash here, they still can't solve any problems. They can only be used as burial items."

As soon as he finished speaking, the Three-legged Golden Crow flapped its huge wings at the surrounding Dragon Group members.

"Huhuhu..."

"Huhuhu..."

The sand and stones were wrapped in power, and the edges were sharper than blades.2

When it hit the body, it turned into a bloody mess.

Mu Chen's Fire Qilin also let out a furious roar.

The sound waves enveloped the Three-legged Golden Crow.

The loud sound forced people to seal off all their senses in order to avoid being shocked to death.

Taking advantage of the short period of time when the enemy was suppressed, the injured team members retreated one after another.

Faint black smoke rose from their wounds, enduring the pain of being burned by the high temperature.

A confrontation between top experts was no longer suitable for ordinary team members.

The team leader gave the order to retreat, then used a scroll to cast a summoning spell.

A dark cloud as black as ink appeared in the sky, and an incomparably large coffin slowly descended from the crack in the clouds.

Mu Chen had seen this move before, so he understood what to do.

He held the Son of Heaven Sword in his hand and rode the Fire Qilin as he charged forward.

The sword beams that killed each of them slashed towards their opponent, making the three of them not dare to use their physical bodies to defend themselves.

Countless skeleton soldiers jumped out from the coffin, which were collected from the previous battles.

"Hahaha, you righteous people are also going to use sinister and sinister methods?"

"You really are a hypocritical fellow. In order to increase your strength, you killed living beings for no reason."

Mu Chen scolded in a low voice.

"Open your dog eyes and take a good look. These are all true enemies, and the consequences for the three of you."

The Fire Qilin and the Three-legged Golden Crow collided face to face.

The phantoms of the two beasts erupted with power that shook the heavens and the earth.

Mu Chen jumped to the middle of the skeleton soldiers and commanded them to launch a fierce siege.

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